Plunge into the truth, find out who the Teacher is, Believe in the Great Sound!
Go over and over your beads, paint weird designs on your forehead, wear your hear matted, long, and ostentatious, but when deep inside you there is a loaded gun, how can you have God?
Be strong then, and enter into your own body; there you have a solid place for your feet.
My Beloved One gleams like the lightning flash in the sky.
The instruction of the foolish is a waste of knowledge; soap cannot wash charcoal white.
The sun is within me and so is the moon.